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Kyouka got up from the floor; sides pinched with pain from laughing too hard. Kaminari and Kirishima are still in hysterics on the dorm floor, a gasp of air in between each cackle. She crawled her way to the couch and used the arm to get herself standing, hand raised to wipe tears from her eyes. She walks to the kitchen with giggles still shaking her form to see Yaoyarozu leaning against the counter with a teacup held delicately in her hands, head shaking softly with a mirthful smile as her shoulders shook with silent giggles. “Hi Momo…” Kyouka wheezed slightly, leaning heavily against the counter.
“Hello Kyouka-chan.” Momo smiles, setting her cup down on the countertop and crossing her arms over her chest. “I see you all are having fun.” Kyouka bursts into more giggles, Momo following after.
“You-You could say that.” Kyouka hunches over, hands on her knees as she tries to catch her breath. “Those two are idiots…” she heaves and stands once more, resting a hand on her stomach, “they gave me abs faster than Aizawa’s Workout from Hell…” she pants. Momo laughs a little harder, shaking her head before tucking a strand of her long black hair behind her ears.
“I wasn’t fully listening to what happened, wha…?” Momo laughs, grabbing her cup again and sips it, watching as Kyouka recovers.
“We were playing Mario Kart on Toad's Factory and Kirishima-kun saw a shortcut. He missed it the first time but the second time he managed to get through. On the third lap, he went to go through it again but…” Kyouka giggles, shaking her head again before continuing, “he managed to get stuck on a wooden box-crate thing and he was spinning and he couldn’t get unstuck.” She was giggling more while speaking and leaning against the counter more. Momo watches with an amused face as Kyouka struggles to speak in full sentences without laughing. “He was stuck - just spinning. Denks and I managed to finish but he couldn't move!” Her laughs came back in full swing, her body shaking with full belly cackles. “He ended up waiting the rest of the time - just perpetually stuck.”
As she retold the story, the boys had managed to calm somewhat and make their way to the kitchen. They were leaning against each other, stumbling over. Denki had let go of Eijirou when he got close to Kyouka and moved to stand behind her; arms around her midsection as they leaned against each other, breathless laughs shaking everyone. Eijirou walks over to Momo and jumps up onto the counter next to her. Their faces red and wet from tears.
Eijirou grabs the bottom of his muscle tee and uses it to wipe his face as he takes gulps of air, his hair that was once in a high ponytail with subtle braids along the side of his head was now disheveled and stray hairs floated around. Denki burrows his head in the junction of Kyouka’s neck; body still shaking with giggles and his arms are tight around her waist. “God! I haven’t laughed that hard in soooo long…” Eijirou chuckles, leaning back against the cabinet as he breathes, face slowly becoming his usual color.
“I don’t think I have heard anyone laugh that hard here.” Momo giggles, still looking highly amused by the trio's antics. She moved from next to Eijirou to now standing between his legs, leaning back against his chest as everyone recovered. His hands move from the counter to hang limply from her shoulders and his head rests on the top of her own.
It was just the four of them in the dorms, everyone else away on Work Study assignments or away with family for a few days. Even Aizawa was away, staying at his off campus house with his family.
Denki sighs into Kyouka’s neck, kissing under her jaw slightly before hooking his chin on her shoulder and watching the couple in front of him. Momo has a soft smile on her face as Eijirou plays with the long black strands that fall down her chest. He even has a matching smile as he tilts his head down and kisses her head. The girls have started up another conversation; something Denki doesn't bother to focus on as he breathes in the soft and calm atmosphere in the kitchen.
He slowly tightens his grip on Kyouka’s waist, feeling one of her hands come up and grasp his hand, giving a gentle squeeze as she leans back into his body; sighing softly. Her hair tickles his nose and he can feel her breathe against him. He can feel her heartbeat from where his head is nestled and he smiles, kissing her pulse point before closing his eyes to bask in her warmth. He’s always loved just holding her; feeling her body meld into his like they’re two puzzle pieces and they feel like one. Physical touch was always his favorite thing to show people he loves them, from listening and holding people when they need someone to just a random hug in the hallway; he thrived on it.
Having his girlfriend reciprocate the same thing never failed to fill his heart with love and warmth and peace and adoration; he felt like he could explode.
Feeling her giggle, he finally zones in on the conversation, looking at the couple across them again to see them staring at him, dopey grins on their faces before everyone bursts into giggles. Chuckling softly, he looks to Kyouka who is shaking her head before she knocks it against his slightly. “Wha-What did I miss?” He asks, watching as it draws more giggles from everyone, “What? Was I asked somethin’?”
“No dude. You just had this large grin on your face before it went really red and you squeezed Jirou-chan tight enough to make her wheeze.” Eijirou explained, he was no longer resting his head on Momo’s, instead he was raking his fingers through the black strands before he started to pull sections and start to loosely braid.
“Oh god, sorry Kyo…” Denki mumbled; his face no doubt a darker red as he loosened his hold on her, hiding his face behind her head. Kyouka’s body shakes with giggles as she rubs his arms slightly.
“It’s alright babe, was just surprised. Usually you only squeeze my throat that tight.” She teased, cheeks tinted pink but with a playful smirk gracing her lips as an earjack twirled around her finger. Eijirou chokes on a laugh and Momo gasps dramatically but she has a playful look on her face. Denki sputters a few words before hiding behind Kyouka’s back more, face beet red and warm as he grumbles and tightens his hold on her waist; on purpose this time.
“Rude…” He mumbles before going to her ear, “Keep making fun of me and you won’t just be choked by my hand tonight.” He feels her back straighten and can see her ears bloom red. Glancing at the other two, he knows Momo heard him as she goes red too and giggles. Eijirou has a soft smirk on his face as he watches them, no doubt knowing Denki was teasing her back without even hearing him. Denki kisses her shoulder before pulling his head away, thumbs caressing her hips.
Everyone is flustered and smiling; with Kyouka squirms slightly, pushing her thighs together and leaning heavily into Denki. Momo is flushed, hands wringing in front of her as she rolls her lips, eyes slightly glazed. Eijirou has a smirk on his face, moving Momo’s hair from her face and holding her close. Eijirou and Denki share a look, twin smirks on their faces. “Why don’t…” Eijirou starts, large hands tightening their grip on Momo, “we move this upstairs?” he smirks, tone deep and seductive. Momo and Kyouka lock eyes, pupils dilating and cheeks a bright red.
Oh this was gonna be fun!~
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Going to Momo’s room was an adventure and a half. Nobody could keep their hands to themselves, bodies met walls and torsos more often than the steps they took.
Once inside, Momo and Kyouka got sidetracked. They stood at the foot of the bed while Eijirou and Denki stood by the door, locking it. Kyouka had her arms wrapped around Momo’s waist, hands palming her plump ass and holding her flush. Their lips were locked in a hot kiss as Momo’s hands cupped her jaw. It was wet and sultry and eager in every way possible. Momo’s hands slide from Kyouka’s jaw to the back of her neck, fingers tangling themselves in her hair, scratching at the base of her neck slightly. Kyouka whines softly, deepening the kiss and putting her whole being into it. Her head falls back when Momo tugs a purple stand, kiss breaking as Momo litters kisses and marks all down the length of Kyouka’s jaw and throat.
She whines softly, soft pants leaving her lips as the boys stare in lust, eyes dark with want. “God…” Eijirou growls softly, walking over and getting behind Momo, hands on her hips, “Our girls are so good…” He smirks as he trails his hands up and pulls her hair back more, watching as Kyouka’s eyes flutter as Momo keeps her assault on her neck.
Denki soon follows Eijirou, getting behind Kyouka and kissing her temple, hands tight on her hips. “That they are…” he hums as his left hand slowly trails up her sides slipping under her shirt, feeling her muscles tense and skin raise in goosebumps. Her hand comes up to Denki’s head, grasping the hair at the base of his head as she pants. His hands come up to cup her breast, feeling the lace bralette and massaging at the mounds. He feels her nipples get hard and poke through the thin fabric.
“Denks…” She whines, back arched as she’s pleased. Momo pulls away from her neck, a soft pop echoes through the room as she does, a darkening hickey with teeth marks clear as day left within her skin. Momo gasps, head dropping onto Kyouka’s shoulder as her body shivers; Eijirou has slid her shirt up her torso and has pulled her large breasts out of her bra, nipples hard and pebbled. He has a dark nipple in his hand, rolling and pulling the nub as she pants.
“Ei… god…” She mumbles, gripping Kyouka’s hair as Eijirou pulls and twists. Denki keeps fondling Kyouka, kissing her temple as he feels her heave for air and her legs tremble. Kyouka’s other hand grabs Momo’s hair, pulling her from her shoulder and locking them in another heated kiss; soft moans and whines mingling together. Denki groans as he watches them, locking eyes with Eijirou over their shoulders. He motions to the bed with glazed eyes and smirks, enjoying the lustful look reflecting in Eijirou’s ruby red eyes, his own no doubt matching.
Regretfully (because the girls were putting on a helluva show), they pull them apart; a string of saliva still connects the girls lips. They each walk around the edge of the bed. All four climb onto the plush bed, the girls getting in the middle as they both strip their shirts off each other; lips connecting once the shirts are tossed to the door. Momo has Kyouka’s thigh nestled between her own as she reaches around and unclasps Kyouka’s bralette, the fabric sliding off her arms easily. Kyouka also pulls hers off, hands immediately cupping the perky boobs and squeezing slightly.
Eijirou groans softly, palming himself through his pants before pulling his top off. Denki watches him with a heated look as he licks his lips, pulling his own top off, tossing it to be lost with the others. His eyes flick to the girls before he smirks, turning to Eijirou and climbing into his lap. He laughs softly at Eijirou’s expression, biting his lip as he hooks his arms over his shoulders and leans close to his mouth. “Hi…~” He mumbles, breath fanning over the redheads lips, fingers sneaking into his hair and twirling it.
“Well hello…” Eijirou licks his lips, hands grabbing at the blond’s thin waist and drawing him flush. Denki smirks and closes the gap between them, connecting their lips in a wet kiss. Denki has dreamed of kissing Eijioru before - and he knows that Kyouka has had similar fantasies with Momo. They may be loyal to each other but have had many conversations about opening their relationship. It has been a topic talked about all too often.
Kissing Eijirou is hard and rough just like his quirk. He dominates quickly, leaving Denki to try and follow. He whines softly, leaning into Eijirou’s strong grip as his mouth is taken. He tugs at red strands and grinds back into his hands, feeling his fingers slightly harden and dig into his flushed skin. He’s so lost in the kiss - it was everything he’s wanted and more - that he must have missed the girls separating and moving closer. He only pulls away with a gasp when he feels nails pull his hair tugging his head back.
He’s panting, leaning his head all the way back and sees it’s Momo who’s pulling his hair, feeling her well-manicured nails scratch his scalp. Her lips are bruised and puffy and he has no doubt Kyouka’s are too. “You boys are enjoying yourselves.” she giggles, her other hand coming up and caressing his cheek. He hears Eijirou hum softly, and Momo looks past him and smirks.
He pulls his head forward slightly, eyes fluttering from the grip Momo still has in his hair to look at the red head. His head is turned to the side and Kyouka is kissing him, hand cupping his face and holding him still. He doesn't get to watch long before Momo is pulling his hair and tilting his head back. Her arm glows and sparkles faintly before something long and very phallic lands on the sheets with a soft thud - a long and girthy red strap on with black leather straps. “Let’s get you prepped.~” she purrs, kissing his neck as a small bottle of lube pops out of her arm along with a couple condoms.
“No need, just fuckin’ go right ahead!~” He laughs softly, moaning when he feels Momo spread his ass cheeks and hears her groan softly.
“God…” she purrs, “did you and Kyouka have fun earlier?~”
“Oh you know it!~” Peeking over at the other two, Denki sees Kyouka looking over, Eijirou sucking a line of hickies down her chest with a hand on her tit. “He doesn’t just fuck me, honey.” She was smirking and biting her lip. Momo laughs softly and scratches at his scalp in praise. Eijirou pulls off her skin panting softly.
“Can we hurry up please? I don’t know how much longer I can wait.~” Eijirou growls impatiently, looking between them all and licking over his lips.
“With pleasure!~ C’mere Denks!” Kyouka motions Denki over. Crawling out of Eijirou’s lap and over to his girlfriend, he lets her push him to the bed and onto his back before she straddles over his aching cock. It stands tall and hard; tip bright red as he twitches with need. The light catches against the slick of her pussy lips and glistens, making Denki drool. “This’ll be fun.~” She smirks and places her hands on his chest, fingers digging into his taunt muscles and scratching slightly. He raises his legs and bends them to give Kyouka something to lean back on.
Momo fiddles with the strap on, buckling the straps to her thighs before she settles between Denki’s thighs rubbing lube along the shaft, the tip of the strap-on brushing gently against his entrance. Eijrou slicks up his thick fingers with the bottle of lube and palms at Momo’s ass, spreading her cheeks to rub the cold lube around her hole. Denki tries to watch but gets distracted by Kyouka ripping open a condom packet with her teeth and sliding the rubber over his cock. She swipes her hand at her pussy, slicking her fingers with her juices before grabbing his cock again.
“Oh fuck…” Denki groans, biting his lip as he reaches forward and grabs her hips, steadying himself. She lines him up to her hole before letting him guide her down. He slips in with little resistance and he moans as he’s overwhelmed with the sudden heat and tightness of her pussy. “Fuck… fuck, fuck…” he groans, nails digging into Kyouka’s hips as he tries not to buck up into her. Kyouka’s hands are resting on his shoulder and gripping tight.
He feels another hand come up and rest over top of his. He looks away from watching his cock disappear into Kyouka to see Momo leaning forward to rest her head on Kyouka’s back. Eijirou is kissing her neck with a single hand playing with one of her tits. He hears a slick pop as Eijirou pulls his fingers back before grabbing a condom, opening it and sliding it over himself. Kyouka lifts a hand off from his shoulder and reaches behind, gently grabbing the back of Momo’s head and threading her fingers through her hair. She’s panting as Eijirou lines himself up, a slightly hardened hand grasping her hips. “Ready, Princess?” He asks, gently nipping at her shoulder.
“If y’all don’t hurry up, we are startin’ without you.” Kyouka pants, her hips moving in slow grinds. Eijirou laughs softly as he thrusts into Momo’s slick ass, his cock sliding in with ease. With him now settled and moving, Momo is jostled forward and the strap-on enters Denki easy.
“Oh fuck…” Denki moans, his hands tightening their grip on Kyouka’s thighs as his legs shake with effort. “Fuck fuck…!~” Denki rests his head back, eyes rolling back as pleasure floods his veins. Kyouka whines and claws at his shoulders, earjacks curling up towards her ears more. Her thighs shake before she fully seats herself on the length of his cock, rolling her hips in small circles.
Momo moans as she is moved by Eijirou’s thrusts, hand gripping his own and Kyouka’s hip. The strap-on moves slow and easy, giving him just the right amount of pleasurable stimulation and with Kyouka’s small grinding circles - he’s not going to last long.
But judging by the faces of the others; they won’t either.
Momo’s moans are getting louder and louder, only silenced as she turns her head and kisses Eijirou; his hand still holding her tit pulling and pinching her sensitive nipple. Kyouka isn’t much better, whines and whimpers leaving her lips as she looks down. She raises her hips a bit and starts to bounce softly, hands gripping his shoulders tight and bruising. Eijirou is growling and groaning, hips moving faster into Momo.
Everything is getting to be too much; pleasure is coursing through their veins and overwhelming their minds.
Denki bucks his hips and meets Kyouka’s bounces; the tip of the strap-on hitting his prostate and he is gone; white floods his vision as he cums, filling the condom and moaning. Kyouka reaches a hand down to her pussy, fingers rolling and rubbing at her clit as she bounces, gasping as she stills and cums; walls pulsing and twitching around Denki’s still cumming cock. Eijirou pulls away from the kiss, growling and biting Momo’s shoulder, flooding the condom with his seed. Momo moans loud as her body tenses, orgasming and shaking, leaning back onto Eijirou.
The room is quiet as they pant; sweat glistening on their skin and bodies shaking with exhaustion. Eijirou slowly pulls out of Momo, helping her pull out of Denki and leaning her against him. He slowly lays her down next to Denki as both boys help Kyouka get off Denki before she lays next to her, as well. Eijirou sits back on his legs and looks over them, laughing softly as the endorphins flood his brain. He leans over Denki and kisses him softly before doing the same to Kyouka and Momo. “I love you guys…” He mumbles before laying down next to Denki, holding him close.
“Love you too…” Denki smiles, leaning into Eijirou and reaching for Kyouka’s hand. The two girls are falling asleep, cuddled close together with their chests moving in-sync.
“We are so doing this again.” Eijirou laughs softly, eyes closed as he holds Denki.
“Yes we are…” Denki mumbles as he falls asleep, a soft smile on his face.